The main palace does not give way

"Xu Li is back. I didn't go to his welcome banquet. I brought good wine and food from the back kitchen, and I came here to drink with you for three days. If you don't get drunk, you won't return."

In the back mountain cemetery of Changsheng Jianzong, under a locust tree, there is a very well-repaired tomb. On the cold tombstone are engraved with the words No. 19, the first disciple of the suzerain, and the spiritual tablet of the great elder. There are some side dishes in front of it.

The man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was carrying a wine jar, sat on the ground unkempt, and said with a decadent expression: "Ruan Mu'an, my old friend, best friend, why are you lying in this cold cemetery?"

"You are such a kind person! You are so kind-hearted, that's why you are like this. Mu Yuange died, he owed Xu Li, what has it to do with you, why do you think so hard, why do you make things difficult for yourself, you always think Thinking about others, but never thinking about yourself, and never thinking about your own son, you have done so much for the Longevity Sword Sect, what a respectable person you are, if you are still here, no matter how capable my apprentice is, no matter how capable he is. No head."

He patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, as long as Bu Yao is alive, he will definitely not treat your son badly, and I will tell everyone not to treat him badly! My apprentice also listens to me, and I also... have only one apprentice."

Bu Yao felt sad, fell to the ground and cried for a long time, then got up coughing, poured a glass of wine, and sprinkled it in front of the tomb.

In the sword hall, the bearded and haired Elder Song Yuan was holding a scroll in his hand, and sneezed for no reason. He raised his eyebrows and swept towards all the disciples, except for the seats on the left and right of the first row, which were the seats of Fu Zhuo and Ruan Feng. Other than that, the other seats are all filled, they are all inner disciples, and they are also the best of the younger generation.

"The choice of the natal sword requires a clear mind. A disciple with ordinary aptitude only needs to be made of pure iron. If you have confidence in your own aptitude, then you must pay attention to the choice of material for the natal sword. The sword and people complement each other to achieve A higher level, so we push it backwards. There are two types of spiritual swords: layered forging and mixing. The sword core is hidden. The former needs to reach a very high level of self-awareness, both inside and outside are pure, matching the difficulty of longevity swordsmanship training It is big, but its power will be astonishing, like the Supreme Master Xu Li and Lord Chengtian, their natal swords are forged in this form."

Song Yuan walked to the back row, but saw an empty table, looked there, there was no one there, but a young disciple sleeping with one arm stretched out and his head resting on it, he coughed.

Mu Yuange turned over and continued to sleep. In order not to disturb other disciples, he specially chose the position on the left side of the last row.

Song Yuan shook his head, with disgust in his eyes that the mud could not support the wall, and continued: "Mixing is relatively easy, you only need to match the spiritual materials of the same attribute according to your own physical attributes, but if you want to go up, you still need Choose an attribute material as the sword core. The inside and outside can be the same material, or it can be a different species...how to choose the sword core? The little friend who is sleeping over there gets up and answers."

Song Yuan Taishang Elder gave a lecture in person, and there were still people sleeping! ?

The round-faced boy in the penultimate row turned around and poked his hand with the end of a pen.

Mu Yuange opened his eyes, let out a very speechless breath, the round-faced little disciple had a pair of round eyes, looked kind-hearted, and told him what the problem was in a low voice.

Mu Yuange said: "Choose blindly, as long as the sword is stable, of course the higher the quality of the material, the better."

Even though Song Yuan cultivated a good temper through self-cultivation, he couldn't help showing signs of blowing his beard and staring, and said, "You tell me."

The round-faced little disciple said: "The sword core of a sword is like a human's sword heart. The so-called clear mind sees one's nature. Only when the sword core is activated can one reach the state of immortality of the fourth heavy sword, immortality."

"Sit down. We all know that there are four levels in the Dao of Longevity Sword. The first level is the basics of sword cultivation and swordsmanship, and the sword control technique is the more advanced technique. Only after learning the control sword technique can one fly with the sword."

Song Yuan calmed down and turned around, said a few words, then turned around, and saw the lying figure uncontrollably. He asked the previous little disciple to sit down, but he didn't let the nonsense one sit down!Wait, did this guy stand up just now! ?

"The second level of the way of swordsmanship is the realm of sword qi. The sword will generate sword qi, and when it is cultivated into sword qi, without a sword in hand, picking flowers and flying leaves can hurt people. How much you can cultivate depends on each person's fortune. Like Cheng Tianfu, the amount of sword qi You all know the highest record, the record holder is Lord Chengtianfu, and the sword marks left by him can still be found on the stone path of the Longevity Sword Sect. Even if you can't reach his level, don't stop too easily, because the sword energy The quantity directly affects the third level of the sword, the realm of the sword."

Song Yuan glanced at Mu Yuange again, to be honest, this kid really looks like a person.

"This situation is no small matter. The sword energy is condensed into substance, and the attack power increases hundreds to thousands of times. At this level, the outer attributes of your natal sword will be stimulated. Indeed, the potential of high-level materials is even greater."

"If you can activate the sword core, you will be able to step into the realm of longevity of the fourth heavy sword. It is said that if you stabilize in this realm, you can live forever. Even if you can't stabilize it, you can live a hundred years longer than ordinary people..."

Song Yuan walked around near Mu Yuange's long case, seeing that he was unmoved, he couldn't help but pick up the pen holder on his case, and slapped his desk hard.

Mu Yuange got up in surprise, and all the disciples turned their heads, looking at him wishing they could swallow him up.

Most of the disciples present who already have the natal sword don't need to listen to such a basic class. They are very modest and peaceful, and they don't do anything special. How did this stunned young man get in? He's lazy and useless, so what kind of sword is he learning!

Song Yuan stared at him and asked kindly: "Did you sleep well?"

Mu Yuange took a deep breath, and said kindly: "Did my quiet sleeping disturb you?"

Song Yuan's words were still very gentle, but the strength in them should not be underestimated: "Which line of disciples are you new to? Ask your elders to come over. I want to ask him what he sent you here for?"

"Elder Supreme, he is..." The round-faced young disciple in the front row was about to speak when Song Yuan interrupted: "I didn't let you speak."

Mu Yuange thought for a while, and said, "Can you tell me not to come to the sword hall to attend classes?"

"Why?" Song Yuan said, "Do you think the old man is not teaching well enough?"

"No, I just don't want to sleep peacefully and disturb your eloquent explanation."

In order not to disturb other disciples, he even picked the corner of the last row, and he did his best.

Song Yuanci kindly said: "If you want to leave, you should stay. You will be punished for copying the clan's rules a hundred times. If there is another time, the old man will not be lenient."

"Who the hell is this? It's too presumptuous!" Many disciples in the hall pointed and discussed.

"I don't understand anything and still talk nonsense, thinking that grandstanding will attract more attention."

"Forget it, let's not talk about him, trash is not worth talking about, I heard that senior brother Ruan Feng has returned to the sect..."

This class is basic stuff, people who know his background, such as Fu Zhuo and Ruan Feng, are not in the class, but Mu Yuange is in a good mood, after class he is thinking about what to eat.

There is no way, eat well, drink well and sleep well to gain weight, how can I restore my previous figure if I don’t eat.

After coming out of the dining hall, Mu Yuange received a stack of blank papers from the round-faced disciple.

The round-faced disciple's surname was Song, and Mu Yuange only remembered his nickname, Song Xiaobao. He seemed to have a half-teacher friendship with Xu Li, and lived in Xu Li's yard, calling him Teacher Xu Li.

"You shouldn't offend Elder Song Yuan. He looks good-tempered, but he actually holds grudges. I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you in the future..." Seeing him yawn, Song Xiaobao said, "Did you not sleep last night? "

Mu Yuange really didn't sleep well. He agreed to come to class, so he moved into Datongpu ahead of time, and lived with inner disciples. At night, those snoring sounds sounded like gongs, drums, and drills. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep a night.

"The teacher said, if you can't sleep well, you can live in his yard."

"That's okay," Mu Yuange resolutely refused to live with Xu Li, "I can't sleep without a sword, why don't you urge your teacher to get me a decent spirit sword quickly."

"The elders of the Song and Yuan dynasties punished me for copying, I won't tell the teacher..."

Mu Yuange said without hesitation: "No, take me to see your teacher."

Song Xiaobao said: "It's a small punishment, why don't you let the teacher know? I often write for them, and I'm pretty good at imitating handwriting. You write a copy for me, and I'll help you write half of it?"

If he obediently punishes him for copying, he is not Mu Yuange.

Mu Yuange followed him to Xu Li's elegant residence, where the suzerain lived in the summer, because the current suzerain was not elected, even if Xu Li had no real power, he could still live there.

"Please inform me, just say..."

Before Song Xiaobao finished speaking, Mu Yuange had already knocked on the door of Xu Li's study.

Mu Yuange put a stack of rice paper on Xu Li's long case, and said, "The Supreme Sovereign, the clan rules have been repeated a hundred times, what do you think should be done?"

Song Xiaobao's jaw is about to drop, is he still so stubborn after being punished! ?He knew that the Supreme Sovereign indulged Mu Wan very much, did he want the Supreme Sovereign to intercede with the Song and Yuan Supreme Elders for such a trivial matter, or...

In this way, it is better to confess to yourself first than to find out from other places afterwards.

Just when he thought that Mu Wan would inevitably be punished for doing this, he saw Xu Li take the thick stack of white paper and asked him something that almost dislocated his jaw.

"When will it be due?"

Mu Yuange showed a very ambiguous expression, curled the corners of his lips, and said, "The day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Xu Li said concisely.

"You don't have anything else to say?" Mu Yuange must not be able to write, his handwriting is now like an imperial decree.

Xu Li beckoned to Song Xiaobao. Song Xiaobao stepped forward, and without waiting for the teacher to speak, he spontaneously took part of the teacher's long case, and then silently withdrew.

"Xiao Bao." Xu Li said.

"Teacher, I won't say anything!" Song Xiaobao promised.

The door was closed by the people who ran out, and Xu Li said to Mu Yuange: "You will obediently bring back the fine copy, which is beyond my brother's expectation."

Mu Yuange said angrily: "It's not because of the elder Song Yuan. If it were someone else, I wouldn't even bring this broken paper back."

"You used to like his old man very much."

"Isn't it, but he hates me." Mu Yuange recalled, "I still remember that the only thing his old man asks for students is to be quiet. At that time, there were naughty and mischievous people making loud noises in his class and making all kinds of disturbances. I have treated the guy who annoyed his old man so much."

Xu Li said: "Later, I found out that the person you ruled is the grandson of the elder Song Yuan."

Mu Yuange has a toothache: "This old man..."

That grandson is none other than Bu Mao!

In fact, at that time, Mu Yuange was very law-abiding, but Bu Yao was a thorn in the side, very arrogant in attracting friends and friends, and often booing in class, so angry that the elder Song Yuan Taishang wished to drive him out with a bamboo whip.

After that class, Ruan Mu'an's expression was unkind, and he asked Bu Mao and the others for going too far, if they could help.

Mu Yuange saw that this good old man Ruan Mu'an was cornered, so of course he couldn't let his brother go alone.

In the end, it was him who made the move. After the treatment, Bu Yao's group became honest, and they detoured when they saw him.

Then the inexplicable relationship between Bu Yao and Ruan Mu'an improved, and the elder Song Yuan looked at him coldly.

And his vicious reputation spread among the disciples, and everyone who saw him would take a detour.Except Xu Li.

Mu Yuange's mother found out that Bu Mao was the grandson of Song and Yuan Taishang, and he was used as a gun by Ruan Mu'an!

It's too embarrassing, the depressed Mu Yuange simply pretended that nothing happened and continued to deal with Ruan Mu'an, so as to get better with Bu Mao who didn't know each other, and by the way, brought Xu Li, who was feared and isolated by Ruan Muan, into the their team.

He occasionally teased Ruan Muan a few words, but Bu Yao couldn't protect him well. Mu Yuange wanted to say that he was the one who asked me to beat you back then, but Xu Li was much more kind in comparison.

At first, when Mu Yuange first entered the training hall, he heard a lot of rumors about Xu Li, knowing that he was specialized and lived in a separate small courtyard, and was reminded by Ruan Muan that it was better to stay away from him.

And the first time he came into contact with Xu Li was related to the natal sword. At that time, he finally won the qualification to be the first to select materials, and the refining method of his natal sword was a flash of inspiration after he had been thinking hard for several days.

He thought he was the only one who knew, but after taking the sword, he heard from the elder that someone had the same idea as him and used the same material.

Mu Yuange approached Xu Li who had bumped into his idea very bluntly.

"Can you be a little creative?"

The young man in white was sitting by the stone by himself, with his sword aside, thinking of something, he raised his clear eyes to look at him.

Mu Yuange looked at his sword, the blade was bright silver, without any pattern, and it was completely different from the dark and dull long sword in his hand, except for the color, and even the minimalist style.

The two rare materials he chose, the extremely hot outside and the extremely cold inside, neutralized the two attributes, making the two highest-level rare materials very stable in one sword.The other party just reversed the order.

But Xu Li only said one sentence, which Mu Yuange still remembers clearly.

"Brother Sword?"

Mu Yuange's anger disappeared instantly.

You know, Xu Li has been too polite since childhood, and there is always an invisible sense of distance when getting along with him, making people have to be polite to him and unable to get close to him.

Mu Yuange, who spoke to him for the first time: Shit, it's still very humorous?

Mu Yuange also began to argue with him seriously: "Look at the Taiji Yin-Yang fish, there is yang in the yin, and yin in the yang to form a whole. Since you are a senior and I am a junior, then your sword should be the little brother sword!" , my sword is Brother Sword."

This is probably the most unreasonable argument in history, and also the fastest reconciliation. Xu Li didn't think this argument was absurd, probably because of the "senior brother"...

Mu Yuange asked curiously, "I thought about it for a long time before I came up with this kind of training method. What do you think?"

Xu Li said: "Ice and fire melt into water, and the highest kindness is like water." The highest kindness is like water, which is the highest level of longevity swordsmanship.

Mu Yuange said: "I probably mean the same thing, did you name your sword?"

Xu Li was thinking about it, and said, "The moon is missing?"

Mu Yuange said: "It's almost the same, mine is too!"

Xu Li asked, "What's your name?"

Mu Yuange said: "Tengu."

In fact, Xu Li already knew about Mu Yuange before this.

At that time, he watched from a distance, when the jade statue was shining, the inner disciples who had just joined the sect gathered in Jianshan Square, and said that among the thousands of inner and outer disciples in the field, one was elected as the disciple of the patriarch.

The suzerain read the name, and a boy in civilian clothes stepped out from the crowd.

The young man held his head high, without any stage fright, let alone being flattered, as if it was a matter of course, he was the proud son of heaven, the one in a thousand who should be chosen as a matter of course, without any suspense.

That person is his younger brother.

He memorized the name that the Suzerain had recited.

Unlike Mu Yuange, a young boy who just arrived and became a blockbuster after passing five stages and killing six generals, Xu Li was born in the Longevity Sword Sect, and his mother was the senior sister of the Sect Master at that time. At that time, it attracted the resonance of the stone statue and became the disciple of the founder of the mountain. His seniority was so high that he could even be called the suzerain senior brother, mother-in-law senior sister.

He has always been alone, and he is used to being alone. Before Mu Yuange came to him...he felt that he might have been waiting for this person.

Song Xiao surrounded Zonggui until midnight, and when he came out and saw that the light in Xu Li's room was still on, he brought him a cup of tea, and Xu Li stopped him.

"You go to the other courtyard where the disciples of the inner sect live, and pick him up to sleep." Xu Li put down his pen and said in a deep thought, "He must not be able to sleep well tonight, most likely staying in the courtyard."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2304:37:30~2019-12-2423:59:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Liu Yujun and Mu Qin;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Ruoying;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!